Wanda Quincy flew down the stairs.
Fiona Hughes ran out after her. "Wanda, where are you going?"
"Mom, so other woman defiled Jasper! I’m going to find him!" Wanda Quincy’s eyes were red with rage as hot tears welled up.
Fiona Hughes was utterly confused. "How could sothing like that happen to a grown man like Jasper Ford? Calm down first and tell what’s going on."
"Look at this photo! Look at this shaless woman, doing sothing so bold on Jasper’s lap! I’m so furious! How can such a disgusting person exist?" Wanda Quincy’s tears stread down her face like a bursting dam.
The photo infuriated Fiona Hughes as well. "You wait here. I’ll go change. We’ll take so people with us, drag that shaless little slut out, and beat her senseless. We’ll make her understand that your man is not soone she can touch!"
The mother-daughter duo brought a few bodyguards with them when they left. Wanda Quincy also called Kimberly Shaw to demand Jasper Ford’s whereabouts.
Kimberly Shaw was in a bad mood and imdiately started cursing, "Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to question like this? What are you going to do if I don’t tell you?"
"Kimberly Shaw, this is your last warning. Tell now, where is Jasper Ford!" Wanda Quincy seethed through gritted teeth.
Kimberly Shaw sneered, "What’s this? A low-life woman who sleeps her way to the top dares to challenge ? If you’ve got the guts, co to the Shaw Family estate. I’ll let you walk in and make sure you’re carried out."
CLICK. She hung up.
Wanda Quincy was trembling with rage. With a SMACK, she slamd her phone against the windshield.
The driver in the front flinched, glancing in horror at the now-cracked windshield.
Fiona Hughes tried to calm her down. "Don’t be angry. Calm down. From the looks of that photo, it was probably taken at a karaoke bar or a nightclub. We just have to go find them."
"Crestfall is huge! Forget nightclubs, there are nearly a hundred karaoke bars alone. How are we supposed to find them?"
"Are you stupid? Think about who Jasper Ford is. He’d definitely go to the most high-end, luxurious places. There are only a few spots in Crestfall that the elite would even consider. It’ll be easy to find them." While comforting her, Fiona Hughes had the driver hand over the phone.
Pulling up the photo Justin Landon had sent, Fiona Hughes said, "It must be a nightclub. The girl in the picture isn’t Kimberly Shaw or Autumn Morgan. She’s probably a hostess or an escort they hired. How many nightclubs in Crestfall can afford to keep so many of these girls on staff?"
"About eleven," Wanda Quincy replied.
"Then we’ll check them one by one," Fiona Hughes declared. "Once we find this woman, Mom will help you beat her to death."
"Okay." Wanda Quincy’s mood stabilized slightly.
They searched from eight in the evening until eleven at night, but they couldn’t find Jasper Ford.
"Mom, do you think Jasper could be at The Nightfall Club?" Wanda Quincy suddenly asked.
Fiona Hughes said, "It’s possible. Driver, hurry up! Faster!"
The group arrived at the club’s entrance. They went in and asked, and sure enough, when a big shot like Jasper Ford visited a place, a whole crowd of people would know about it!
"Mr. Ford is indeed inside," the receptionist answered with a smile.
Wanda Quincy’s fists clenched in anger as she stord in. She knew the manager there, so she grabbed him directly. "Where is Jasper Ford?"
The manager saw that the missus had arrived and stamred, "President Ford isn’t here."
"Nonsense! I asked when I ca in, and they all said Jasper Ford was here. Where is he? Answer now!" Wanda Quincy demanded.
The manager couldn’t keep up the lie and had no choice but to point the way.
Just like that, Wanda Quincy and Fiona Hughes, with their entourage in tow, charged forward with nacing purpose.
Soon, they found the woman wearing the floral dress from the photo!
"Mom, that’s her." Wanda Quincy pointed at the woman in the floral dress, rushed over, and imdiately grabbed a wine glass from the table, ready to splash its contents in the woman’s face!
But, the mont the woman turned around, Wanda Quincy froze.
Fiona Hughes, right behind her, was confused. "Why are you stopping?"
As she spoke, she rushed forward as well, only to stop short when she saw the woman’s face. "Vivian Quincy? What are you doing here?"
She was too shocked for words!
Vivian Quincy was even more surprised than they were. "And what are you two doing here?"
Fiona Hughes was in no mood to answer Vivian Quincy. Seeing that it was this shaless little hussy who had seduced her daughter’s fiancé, she exploded on the spot. She rushed over and grabbed Vivian Quincy’s dress. "Where did you buy this slutty dress? Vivian Quincy, you really are shaless! Tell , what’s the deal with that photo?"
"What photo?" Vivian Quincy asked, confused.
Fiona Hughes spat, "Still playing dumb? A few hours ago, weren’t you right on this sofa, doing that disgusting thing on Jasper Ford’s lap!"
"I don’t know what you’re talking about. Let go of ." Vivian Quincy unhappily pried Fiona Hughes’s hand off her.
Fiona Hughes held on tight. "You have the nerve to tell to let go? I’m going to beat you to death, you ungrateful wretch!"
She swung her hand, aiming for Vivian Quincy’s face!
Vivian Quincy took a step back and coldly grabbed Fiona Hughes’s wrist. "Don’t go too far, or don’t bla for getting rough."
"You dare!" Wanda Quincy stepped forward, warning, "Just try and lay a hand on my mother!"
Vivian Quincy unceremoniously flung Fiona Hughes’s hand away. Fiona staggered back a step, nearly falling.
"What did you do to my mother?" Wanda Quincy rushed over to support Fiona Hughes.
Both mother and daughter were seething. Fiona Hughes, in particular, was so enraged she started screaming curses, "You ungrateful wolf! A back-stabbing wolf, that’s what you are! I’ll kill you!"
With that, she brandished a wine bottle from the table.
On the other side of the room, Jasper Ford and Justin Landon were talking with Kaelan Knight when they happened to see the scene unfold.
As Fiona Hughes swung the bottle, both Justin Landon and Jasper Ford lunged forward.
CRASH!
The first bottle slipped from Fiona’s grip and shattered on the floor. She imdiately grabbed a second bottle and continued to swing it at Vivian Quincy’s face.
"Mom, don’t—"
Wanda Quincy scread when she saw Jasper Ford rushing over.
But it was too late!
The wine bottle slamd squarely into Jasper Ford, shattering on impact!
In an instant, the man’s dark, cold eyes turned shadowy, blood-red, and bloodthirsty...
"J-Jasper... Ford..." Fiona Hughes’s face went pale with terror. Her voice died in her throat, too horrified to speak.
Justin Landon, who had also been splashed with red wine, said furiously, "Wanda Quincy, are you crazy?"
Wanda Quincy hadn’t expected this to happen and rushed forward. "Jasper, I’m sorry! I didn’t do it on purpose, I’m so sorry."
She tried to wipe the wine stains from his clothes, but he suddenly seized her by the wrist. Wanda Quincy cried out in pain as tears burst from her eyes.
"What do you think you’re doing?" The man’s voice was sharp and rciless.
Wanda Quincy said pitifully, "I ca to find you... It hurts..."
Tears stread from her eyes like a broken dam. Her watery eyes looked utterly wronged. Any man who saw such a delicate, crying girl would have their heart softened...
But Jasper Ford was unmoved, his heart like stone. "Why were you attacking Vivian Quincy?"
"I... I didn’t... Ah!" she shrieked in pain, her voice sharp and piercing.
Fiona Hughes grew anxious and quickly took the bla. "Wanda didn’t do it! It was all ! I was the one who did it! But I was just so angry. That vicious woman, Vivian Quincy, is just too shaless! I only did it because I couldn’t stand it anymore."
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